Home Screenwriting Products Screenwriter Community Screenwriting Store
ScriptBuddy - Screenwriting Software for the Web

Screenwriter Community

Back to List of Published Screenplays
View/Leave Feedback

Mountain Of Love
by Ernie Johnson (authorernieroy@yahoo.com)

Rated: G   Genre: Miscellaneous   User Review:

A religious adventure story. Cal and his friends climb Mount Manhadden to spend a week in the mountains with God. Cal gets an adventure in God's love he never expected, and would never forget.

This screenplay is copyrighted to its author. All rights reserved. This screenplay may not be used or reproduced without the express written permission of the author.



BILL GRIMES pulls the Ford van up to the ranger shack at the
entrance to the state park and lowers the drivers window.
Good morning, sir, can I help you?
Good morning, ranger! My name is
Bill Grimes and weíre supposed to
have a reservation for five for
Overlook Campground; the Holden
Valley Penticostal Church.
One second, sir, and Iíll check.
Ranger Wilcox pulls out the reservation list. He looks at
the list, as he returns to the open window.
Your group is all set, Mr. Grimes.
Are we going to be the only ones
up there this weekend?
Letís see! Thereís a couple there
now and theyíll be leaving
tomorrow morning. Other
than that I have no one scheduled
on Overlook until next Friday
afternoon. So unless someone
comes in, the campgroundís yours
all week. Not too many trek the
hike up Manhadden to get to this
beautiful campground, sir, but for
those who do, itís worth every
I know just how beautiful it is,
ranger.Iíve been there every year
for the past seven years. The
only things that change every year
are the graduates I bring up there


                       BILL (cont'd)
with me.
You know where to park then?
Yes, sir, I do. We park at lot
ĎBí by Roundabout Trail.
Ranger Ernie Gillman will be up
there on Tuesday and heíll be
there on a donkey. Itís just a
routine check to make sure you
folks are okay.
I knew a ranger would be up there
but I didnít know who it would be.
Ranger Wilcox hands Bill a piece of paper.
Here are your tent site
assignments, per your request. I
went up there last summer and
these are the best sites in the
I know. Thatís why I asked for
Okay, then, have a great week.
The five-foot six Cal unhooks his backpack. He looks up the
narrow path that serves as Edenís Trail. His eyebrows
Weíre going to climb up there?
Yes, and this is the easy part.
Like on any hike, Cal, the thrill
of the climb is to make it to your
destination, with sore muscles and


                       BILL (cont'd)
I think Iíll feel a whole lot
better once we get there Bill.
Mark sits on a huge boulder overlooking Loomis Lake, with
both Brad and Greg.
Hey, Cal, come over here and look
at this.
Cal and Bill join the others by the large boulder.
What's up?
Have you ever seen Loomis Lake
from here? What a view!
No I havenít, and wow youíre
right! The view is terrific.
Cal slides himself onto the huge boulder with the others.
I wonder why there aren't more
people out here fishing on the
lake on such a beautiful day.
There are some great lake trout in
Grabbing a spot where he can lean up against the boulder,
the six-foot Sunday school teacher gazes out onto the lake.
Thatís probably because this is
only Friday, Brad.
I know this may sound funny but it
feels like a Saturday to me, but
Iíd say youíre right, Bill.
Weíll take a few more minutes to
rest, guys, and then we better be
going. Weíve got a good two and a
half-hours climb ahead of us,
with another half-hour stop at the


                       BILL (cont'd)
Cravitz Caves. Iíd like to try
and be at the campground somewhere
around two-thirty to
three oíclock.
Moments later the five men go back and grab their backpacks
for their climb uphill.
Who wants to lead the group this
I will, Bill!
Cal then heads towards the narrow trail with his friends
right behind him.
Within minutes the five men are out of sight of Loomis Lake
and the trail winds back and forth up the side of the
How much further do we have to
climb to get to the Cravitz Caves,
Weíre almost there Greg. Cal
should come up to it in about ten
That's good because my legs are
tired and I need a rest.
Cal approaches another turn in the trail.
Weíll all take a rest when we get
there, Greg.
I think weíre coming up to it now,
Bill. I see a sign up ahead.


Cal makes the climb to the next landing.
Thatís the only sign I know of
before Cravitz, so we must be
there. Go ahead and get up
there so you can rest, Greg.
The four young men are exhausted and are quick to find a
place to sit down, unhook their backpacks, and remove them
from their shoulders.

Mark sets his backpack quickly on the ground.
I know itís beautiful up here,
Bill, but why do they call it
Edenís Trail?
You young men have climbed the
easiest part of the climb to
Overlook, and yes, Mark, itís
beautiful up here. From here to
Overlook, the mountain becomes
more like a Biblical Garden of
Eden. Youíll see wild
blueberries, blackberries, and
raspberries up here four times
larger than anywhere else will on
earth. Thatís why it was named
Edenís Trail some forty or so
years ago. Anyway, Iíll give you
guys a half-hour to rest and see
the inside of the Cravitz Caves.
The caves are natural and were
formed years ago by flowing water,
or so itís told.
After a few minutes rest, to give their legs a break, all
but Cal venture into the Cravitz Caves.

While Bill joins the others by the entrance to the caves,
Cal senses heís being watched and looks all around but sees

As Cal watches Bill and the other three young men descend
into the caves, he can hear a birdís call and with an


instinctive move he looks into the trees around him.

Cal sits on a large flat rock almost forty feet away from
the path that leads down into the belly of the mountain.
Even their voices he can no longer hear as he focuses his
eyes onto a branch of a large birch tree almost a hundred
feet from where he sits. There, perched on a lower limb is
a blue jay that talks to him in a series of chirps.
I can hear ya, fella!
Cal extends his left arm outward towards the sounds.
Come on down; itís safe.
Cal can see the bird and doesnít take his eyes off it. With
a series of chirps the blue jay flutters its wings and flies
onto Calís outstretched arm.
See? I told you it was safe down
Cal lowers his free hand to pat the birdís head with his
Why are you so friendly to me?
Cal lowers his left arm so the bird can walk on his leg.

As the four men alight from the depths of the caves Cal
continues to sit on the rock and is holding a conversation
with the wild blue jay.

Gregís the first of the four men to exit the caves. He
observes Calís conversation with the bird and puts a finger
to his mouth to motion the others to be quiet.
Whatís going on, Bill? Isnít that
a blue jay on Calís lap, and am I
hearing right? Is Cal sitting
there talking to it?
Bill looks at Cal.
Yes thatís a blue jay on Calís leg
and yes he seems to be talking to
it like theyíre old friends.


The bewildered teacher leads the others as they approach Cal
slow so as not to spook the bird.

Cal looks up as the blue jay turns around in the direction
of Cravitz Caves.
Come on over, guys, and meet my
Mark grabs a seat beside Cal.
Whatís with the bluebird, Cal?
Actually itís a blue jay, Mark,
but to answer your question, when
you guys left to go into the
caves, he was on the limb of that
birch tree out across from me. He
started to talk to me in chirps so
I called him over and he flew out
and onto my arm.
You donít talk bird talk, Cal.
No I donít Brad, but as I talked
to it and it to me, he allowed me
to pat its head. You guys are now
all around him and he hasnít
budged a bit because I told him he
was safe down here.
Iíd say he trusts you, Cal.
Bill sits down on the other side of Cal.
Blue jays donít take to humans
like pigeons, sparrows, and some
other birds. Outside of
their own, they even have little
to do with other birds as well.
This is an amazing sight for us
all to see.
I donít think itís the bird, Bill.
Iím positive God sent this bird
down here for me to see for some


                       CAL (cont'd)
reason. Thatís why I felt God
wanted me to stay behind when I
wanted to go to the caves with you
If thatís true, Cal, I wonder why.
Okay, guys, I guess itís time to
pick up and head to the
Cal puts his finger down so the bird can climb on.
Okay, fella, I guess weíll see you
at the campground.
Cal lifts his arm into the air and as the blue jay takes
off, he chirps and in seconds the bird flies up the mountain
towards Overlook.

Brad grabs his backpack.
Do you think he understood you?
Well if he didnít, then itís a
coincidence heís flying in the
direction weíre heading to.
Everyone gets hooked up.
Mark! Do you want to lead us up
from here?
Iíd be glad to!
Over an hour later, Brad yells as they reach Overlook
We made it! Weíre at Overlook


Brad's echo reverberates throughout the forest.
Mark, Greg, and Cal run to where Brad stands while he unzips
his backpack that seems to weigh a ton at this point. Brad
lays the pack on the ground.
Finally I can keep that thing off
for a while.
Bill brings up the rear and crosses the threshold last.
I knew you guys had it in you.
Cal looks around the campsite and is quick to notice a tent
and campfire on the far side of the campground, while he
unloads the weight from his shoulders and unhooks his
That must be the couple the ranger
told us about.
Bill places his own backpack on the ground.
That appears to be the case.
Where are our sites, Bill?
Grab your gear and follow me.
Bill heads over near the guardrail that surrounds the outer
perimeter from the valley below and extends around to the
rocky ledge at the rear of the campground.
Our tent sites are numbers six
through ten.Itís a group site with
one large campfire area for all
five of us. Pick the site you want
and Iíll take whatís left guys.
Cal looks around at the five sites and the ground all around
the campground appears to be nice and flat. He goes to site
six, on the far side, and the nearest one to the guardrail
but yet still a good fifteen feet in from it. Mark grabs
site number seven. Greg drops his gear by site number eight,
and Brad number ten at the nearest end of the semi-circle of


sites around the campfire area and near to the guardrail.
Bill places his backpack at number nine.
Okay, men, you told me youíve
practiced setting your tents up,
so letís get our sleeping
quarters put up!
Inside a half-hour all five tents are in place and secured
to the ground with the stakes.
Keep your hatchets out, guys.
Before you do anything else we'll
need wood for our fire for supper
and for warmth later on.
Brad plops himself on the ground in front of his tent.
Where do you want us to get it,
Bill secures the last of the tent lines to hold his tent in
Thereís a whole mountain up here,
Brad. I donít want you guys to
cut down any live trees though.
There should be enough dead wood
already on the ground to get us
all through until tomorrow
Are we going to fish for our
supper tonight?
You have one of two choices.
Either you can catch some fish for
your supper or we can use
one of our cans of soup I asked
you all to bring. They are
supposed to be in case it rains,
but Iíd understand. If you have
enough time, and you want to, go
ahead and do some fishing for your
supper, but make sure we have the
wood we need first. Make sure you
guys stay close down there though.
Weíre still in the woods and


                       BILL (cont'd)
there are wild animals that love
these woods more than we do.
Are you coming with us, Bill?
A blue jay flies down from the trees and lands on the top
rail of the outer rail, near Cal.
The four of you donít need me to
tag along. I think Iíll catch
myself a little nap.
Bill heads to his tent.
Chirp, chirp, chirp.
Cal and the others turn to look at all the commotion behind
Well Iíll be. Hey, guys, I think
this is our friend from the
Cravitz Caves. What do you
say we call him, or her, B J?
Cal extends his arm towards the bird. The birdís wings
flutter and he flies onto Calís outstretched arm.
Whatís up, B J?
The bird responds as though he understood what Cal asked
Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp!
Cal talks to B J like heíd talk to a friend.
Weíve got to go and get some wood
for our fire, buddy.
Mark, Brad, and Greg all join their friend by the rail and
they look at his friend.
Can you understand him, Cal?


I canít understand him, Mark, but
something, inside me, tells me
this bird understands me. I guess
you can call it a gut instinct.
As Cal says that, B J chirps twice and flies off Calís arm.
In seconds heís in the air and flies into the direction of
Edenís Trail. He chirps some more and then flies back and
lands on Calís shoulder while Calís friends look on.
Whatís B J trying to say Cal?
Iím not a hundred percent sure,
but my first instinctís say he
wants us to follow him. By the
looks of things he wants us to go
down Edenís Trail.
Weíve got work to do, Cal, but
maybe B J knows where we can get
some easy wood that wonít take us
all afternoon.
Bill isnít coming with us, is he?
Heís gone inside his tent for a
Okay, Bee Jay, if my friends are
right, then lead the way to where
we can get the wood we need for
the campfire, will you my friend?
To the air B J goes and heads straight for Edenís Trail once
again with Cal and the others in pursuit. He stays within
eye-shot of the four young men as he sits perched atop the
rail at the footbridge by Bear Creek and waits for them.
Which way do you want us to go B


B J takes to the air again and crosses the footbridge. Once
on the other side he flies to the right and heads into the
woods beyond the trail that follows the creek. Cal sees him
and starts across the footbridge.

Mark crosses the footbridge behind his friend.
Where in the world is he taking
us, Cal?
Your guess is as good as mine.
Keep B J in your sights.
Bee Jay takes off above the deep brush on the right side of
the trail.

The other two young men cross the footbridge behind Cal and
Mark and moments later all four of them are deep into the
woods of Manhadden, as B J stops and lands on a branch of a
nearby tree.

As Cal looks up at the bird, he just about trips over
several downed trees that are buried by all the thick
Watch your step guys. This area
is loaded with wood.
Cal brushes aside some of the high grassy underbrush.
From what I can see in here it
looks like this will burn real
good too.
Mark takes a closer look.
Itís dead wood, Cal, so it should
break apart rather easy.
How should we work this, Cal?
Let's carry what we can out to the
trail, a few pieces at a time.
Mark will break them up into short
pieces. Even though we have our


                       CAL (cont'd)
hatchets it doesn't look like
we'll need them here. Once we have
enough pieces out by the trail
we'll take a short break before we
carry them up to the campground.
The smaller pieces of wood we need
for the kindling we'll get in and
around the campground.
Moments later the four young men break up several fallen
birch trees that range about eight inches in diameter and
they start to bring the short sections out by the trail and
stack them in a pile.
Each man makes several trips back and forth.
That should be enough, Cal.
As the four young men take a break, Cal finds a soft place
in the grass to sit down.
I agree. We must have twenty-five
to thirty pieces in that pile. I
doubt weíll start a fire until
itís time to cook our supper
Do we have to lug these a few at a
time back up to the campground?
Well unlike when we were at Mark's
house, Brad, we don't have the
luxury of having a wheelbarrow up
here with us. Out here we have to
do it the old fashioned way or do
without. You're the smallest one
of us guys, Brad, so we'll let you
take up one load then stay up
there and start getting the
kindling and smaller branches for
us. The rest of us will lug these
logs up there.
Thanks, Cal, that would be good!


When the three men return to the campground, with their
final load, Brad is at the campsite with enough kindling and
smaller branches to last the night and into the morning.

Brad stands to help his friends.
Everythingís all set to start the
fire, Cal.
Dropping his armload of logs, Cal then looks at his watch.
Good! Itís four oíclock. Donít
start a fire yet. We need to go
to Bear Creek and catch some fish
for our supper.
How many can we keep a day?
According to Bill weíre allowed to
keep three trout a day from Bear
Creek, but he also says
that the fish up here are much
bigger than we are used to, so we
donít want to catch more
than we can eat. Letís call it
quits at two, unless our fish are
smaller than what Bill
thinks weíll get, and then we can
see how we make out with that.
That will mean weíll have more
than a whole fish to eat for our
After that hike up here, and then
setting everything up and getting
the wood, I could eat two by
myself. Come on, guys, letís go
and get our gear.
Cal heads to his tent and reaches into his backpack. With
some forethought before the trip Cal didnít know what the
bait situation would be like up here so he packed a can into


his backpack with twenty worms inside to use in an
Mark stands by Edenís trail with his fishing pole.
Did anyone think about bait, Cal?
Cal grabs his pole.
I donít know about you guys, but I
sure did. I have about two dozen
worms with me I brought
from home.
I thought about everything but the
Cal catches up to the others who wait by Eden's Trail.
I have the can with me so let's
wait until we're at the footbridge
and I'll give you all two each.
After that it's find your own,
which is what I'll need to do
sometime tomorrow.
Cal and the others can feel the warmth of the afternoon sun
as it shines down on them from the western sky behind the
outer rail. They waste no time in heading back down Edenís
Trail to the footbridge that crosses Bear Creek.
Cal opens the plastic container with the worms.
Here you go guys!
Cal hands his friends three worms each.
I thought you were only giving us
two, Cal.


You may just need an extra one
Whoís going where, Cal?
Cal turns to look at the footbridge.
It doesnít matter, Mark. There
are two sides of the trail and two
ends of the footbridge with paths
leading away from the trail at all
four points. My suggestion is to
not go very far. We donít need
anyone getting lost up here, and
even more so near dark. Iím going
to try the other side of the
footbridge off to the left.
Cal crosses the bridge and turns left down a matted path of
heavy thick grass.

Mark starts to cross the bridge.
And Iíll take the opposite side to
the right.
I'll take this side, across the
creek from Mark and you can fish
across from Cal, Brad.
Done deal. Good luck!
Brad baits his hook before heading in.

On both ends of the footbridge are paths that follow the
creek; paths that have been used in the past by either wild
animals or other fishermen before them.
Although thereís a path on the lower side of the footbridge,
Cal canít find any easy access to the creek itself. The
path then takes him through some tall grass and seems to be
swallowed up by the woods in front of him. Cal trudges
through the tall grass and heads into the woods in front of


Once heís out of sight of the footbridge Cal can see that
thereís a huge opening through the trees and widens into a
large pool.
      (Speaking Quietly)
Wait until the guys see this
As Cal heads further into the woods he sees a huge pool of
water. On the backside of the pool he sees a waterfall that
feeds into the pool and is about six feet high. As he baits
his hook by the waterís edge he can see that there's access
to the pool from both sides of the creek. He heads to the
lower side of the pool and without hesitation he heads into
the water, sneakers and all.
Cal's legs and ankles are instantly hit with the chill of
the creek's water.
      (In a Whisper)
Cal casts his line deep into the pool below the falls.
Okay, Lord, we need some supper.
The worm no sooner hits the water and Calís fishing line
tightens. Instinctively Cal sets the hook and his rod bends
down to the water.

The fish is on and runs for deep water. He letís the fish
run until it stops when he attempts to reel in the slack
line. TenÖ twentyÖ thirty feet of line he reels in as the
fish makes its way towards him. Without warning his fish
darts out of the water twenty feet in front of him and
thrashes its head in an attempt to shake the hook free of
its mouth. Itís the largest fish heís ever seen and his
heart pounds as he guesses the fish to be about two feet
long. He plays the fish for what seems to be an eternity
but after almost fifteen minutes his trophy brown trout
succumbs and heís able to land the fish and drag it to
On the opposite side of the pool Brad watches as his friend
secures his catch to a stringer and attaches it to a tree
that stands just inside the water line and allows Calís
trout to stay fresh while he fishes for another.

Brad caught a smaller one in a deep hole just below the
pool, but he baits up once again. Where heís closer to the


waterfalls than his friend on the opposite side of the pool
he does not step into the water and is able to cast his line
right where the falls drop into the creek.
The tempting worm doesnít take long to catch the eye of yet
another large brown trout and seconds later, as Brad waits,
his line tightens and he watches as his rod bends deep
towards the water. Brad sets the hook in an instant and the
fight begins. The trout dives into the deeper water in
hopes it can shake the hook that is locked in its mouth but
Brad is patient and lets the trout run. When the fish stops
Brad starts to reel it in.

Cal watches the action on the other side and knows better
than to cast his line until Brad lands his catch. Once Brad
has his fish on shore he casts his line deep into the pool a
second time. This time; however, the line drifts down with
the flow of the water into the middle of the pool before his
line tightens. As before, he plays the fish with
proficiency until almost twelve minutes later the fish is
brought ashore.

Both Brad and Cal point back towards the footbridge and they
follow their respective paths back there where Mark and Greg
wait for them.
Greg sees his friend step out of the woods about a hundred
feet away.
Howíd you make out?
Cal waits until he gets closer.
Iíve got two and they have to be
better than twenty inches long,
Greg. How about you guys?
Mark and I both got two that are
in the eighteen-inch range.
Wow! We have more fish than we
need, thatís for sure. Have you
two been waiting long?
We got here about five minutes
ago. Thereís Brad. I wonder how
he made out.


Greg can see the stringer of two trout by his friendís side
as he approaches the footbridge.
It looks like he did okay. Nice
job, Brad!
This place is phenomenal to fish
in. The fish in here are big and
also theyíre fat. They put up
more of a fight than those small
brook trout and rainbows weíre
used to catching. That pool where
Cal and I were fishing is loaded
with large trout and can they give
you a fight.
We better clean these trout down
here before we go back to the
What will we do with the heads?
We should try to bury them in the
ground somehow. Letís go guys!
Cal heads down one of the paths to the creek.
By five-thirty the four young men return to the campsite.
Billís awake and has a fire started as they reach the tent
Cal leads the group over to the fire.
I see you young men have had some
fun down there at Bear Creek.
We each caught two, Bill, but
these trout are so big we have
more than we can eat, I believe.


We filled our canteens while there
Bill, so we can make some coffee.
After we fill the pot, Cal, will
two of you go back to the creek
and fill the canteens again,
Brad and I can go, Bill.
Thanks, Greg! Let me get the
coffeepot and the coffee out of
the tent. You guys better get
your pans out so you can cook
these fish.
Bill gets up to go to his tent.

Brad pulls a frying pan out of his back pack.
The fish we caught at home were
just big enough to fit into our
small pans, Cal, so whatíre we
going to do we these big things?
Cal pulls out his own frying pan.
Weíll have to cut them down to fit
and cook one piece at a time. We
donít have any other choice.
Bill rejoins the group.
Now you guys know why I told you
to bring plastic bags with you, so
you can put your fish down on them
while you cook the others.
At a quarter past six the five men sit there and as they eat
Cal looks at the tent on the other side of the campground.
He can see they have a fire going but they have not done any
cooking. Cal looks at Bill.
Bill! I wonder if our neighbors
would like to have some of our
fish. Thereís more than enough


                       CAL (cont'd)
here for us and them too. I
wouldnít want to leave it out all
night then have it in the morning.
Youíve got a good point. Let me
take a walk over there and find
Bill lays his plate of fish on the ground, and then stands
to head to their neighborís tent next door.

He approaches the man and woman, by the tent on the far side
of the campground.
Good evening, folks! My nameís
Bill Grimes and my young friends
and I are here from the Holden
Valley Penticostal Church. One of
the young men couldnít help but
notice that you folks werenít
cooking this evening.
The woman is seated on the ground around their campfire.
Thatís because we ran out of food
around noon today, except for this
bowl of berries that we found
along the trail this afternoon,
Mr. Grimes.
We donít have much, maíam, but the
five of us have had our fill of
fish for this evening and would
love to share what we have left
with you folks, if youíre hungry
that is.
The man stands to shake Billís hand.
The smell of your hot fish has
drifted our way, Mr. Grimes, and I
know my wifeís hungry and so am I.
This is very kind of you all.
Bill returns the handshake.


Come on over and grab yourselves a
plate while I introduce you folks
to the rest of the group.
My nameís Ray and this is my wife,
Nice to meet you folks! Come on
Bill leads the way back to the campfire. Stopping, he waits
for his guests to catch up.
Iíd like you folks to meet the
graduated seniors from our Sunday
school class. To my left is Cal,
Brad, Mark, and last but not least
is Greg. Men! This is Ray and
his wife Mary.
Within minutes the two guests sit down by the campfire and
they talk with their new friends for over an hour while they
eat the fresh cooked trout.
Weíd like to thank you all for the
delicious meal you guys cooked.
Mary throws the paper plate into the fire to burn away.
Yes, that was very kind of you
folks to offer us some of the
leftover food.
Ray stands and does likewise, throwing his paper plate into
the fire.
I see you still have a few pieces
left over, Mr. Grimes.
Bill smiles as he stands along with his four young charges.
These young men didnít know how
big the fish got up here on


Have a nice evening, guys, and
thanks again!
Mary and her husband return to their own tent site.

Cal and the others no sooner sit back down by the fire,
after Mark put on another two logs for warmth, when he
catches some movement out of the corner of his eyes and itís
coming from Edenís Trail.

Cal turns his head to get a better look and in the shadows
of the trees he makes out the form of a small creature of
the woods.
Is that a raccoon coming our way?
Instinctively the other four men look in the same direction
as Cal. Bill stands and gets a better look.
It sure is Cal! He or she
probably smelled the cooked fish
and is here for a handout.
I donít know about you guys, but
Iíve had more than I need for one
meal. Is everyone full?
Cal's eyes stay trained on the raccoon.
Iíve had plenty, Cal.
Me, too!
Iím full until at least breakfast.
Bill sits back down on the ground.
I must have had the big one of
yours, Cal. I donít need any more
for tonight.
I wonder if heíll take food from


Cal reaches into one of the pans that still have fish
inside. He turns back towards the raccoon that now stands
on all four legs not more than twenty feet away from him.
Come on, fella, itís safe over
Cal breaks off a piece of the fish and throws it towards the

The piece of fish lands about five feet in front of the
animal between him and Cal. With slow deliberate steps the
raccoon approaches the cooked delicacy.

Cal and the others just sit there and watch and in a matter
of seconds the raccoon devours the piece of meat like it was
Do you want another one?
Cal holds the piece of meat in his hand for the animal to
come over and take.

Brad speaks softly so as not to spook their new friend.
Whatís with Cal and the animals
and birds around here, Bill?
Brad and the others watch as the raccoon walks over to Cal
slow and takes the fish from his hand.
I guess this is what makes this
mountain so special, Brad. Only
God knows why He does what He does
up here.
Bill sits there and watches the raccoon eat and chatter at
cal like theyíre long lost friends.
I donít know if youíre a boy or a
girl raccoon, but I think Iíll
call you Bandit because of the
mask you wear over your eyes.
Cal breaks off another piece of fish and holds it out for
Bandit to take.


Help yourself, little buddy!
As Bandit takes the fish from Cal's hand, with his free hand
Cal reaches out and pets the animal across the head.
If I hadnít seen it with my own
eyes Iíd say that what I just saw
was almost impossible.
Under normal circumstances, Mark,
Iíd say you were right, but Mount
Manhadden is not your normal
I think we have us a friend here,
Bill. Come on over and pet him,
Bill and the others get up slow so as not to spook their new
friend of the woods, while he sits there and devours the
last few pieces of trout that were in the pan. As Bandit
lays there with its front paws across Calís lap he chatters
up a storm while each of the four men comes over and pets
the animal.
See fella! I told you itís safe
over here.
The raccoon looks up at his new friend.
Thatís all we have for you today
though, Bandit, but if you come
back tomorrow morning Iím sure
thereíll be some more left over
for you.
While Cal made friends with Bandit, Bill places more wood
onto the fire as the sun starts to descend behind the trees.

Bandit stands on all fours and looks at his friend Cal then
chatters some more before he turns and heads back to Edenís


Do you have a monopoly on the
creatures in the woods up here,
I donít think Iíd call it a
monopoly, Greg, but so far the
animals and birds up here have
taken a liking to me.
What are we going to see next,
Cal, a bear?
Mark returns to the other side of the fire and sits down.
Ok guys letís get the pans clean
so they can be ready for breakfast
in the morning. After that weíll
have our devotions early then,
when you guys are ready to hit the
sack your tents are all set up.
Bill prepares for the evening devotions while the four young
men clean their pans.

As Cal and the other four young men settle down, Mark throws
one more log onto the campfire as they can see that the last
of the sunís rays have reached the tops of the trees around

Mark takes a seat by the warm fire.
I guess weíre ready, Bill.
All four of them can see that Bill has his Bible out.
Where itís getting too dark to be
able to read our Bibles with any
effectiveness, Iím going to throw
a few questions at you guys and we
can discuss the answers. That
will be our devotions for tonight.


What kinds of questions, Bill?
Well letís start with this one and
see where we go from there. Before
we left the church this morning
Pastor Tim prayed that weíd get to
see what He, referring to God,
wanted us to see. I know weíve
only been up here for about six
hours now, but in that time what
have we seen that we feel came
from God? You start us off, Brad
and after we discuss your answer
well go to the next man on your
right and so on down the line.
Brad runs his hand over his chin.
Letís see! When we started up
this mountain, from Loomis Lake,
we all knew it was going to be a
tough climb. I guess you could
say that for me Overlook
Campground was like Heaven in a
way. No one can say itís going to
be an easy path to get to, but
with teamwork we can make it, just
like we made it to this
That concept is good, and youíre
right, the road to Heaven is not
an easy road, but the rewards for
the struggle to get there far
outweigh any other option. What
about you Mark?
I guess that for me it was the
blue jay, Bill. Iíve lived on a
farm all my life and have seen a
number of blue jays. Not one of
them can I remember ever getting
close to a human being in any
form. To think that God gave that
bird some inner peace that allowed
it to fly down to Cal is the only
conclusion that would make any
sense. You were asleep, Bill, or
at least in your tent anyway, when


                       MARK (cont'd)
the blue jay came back a second
time. When it came back here, it
took or led us to where there was
enough wood for the fire tonight.
That had to be Godís doing.
I didnít know our feathered friend
returned, Mark, but by all
accounts God is showing you young
men things that only He can do.
Very good, Mark. Youíre next,
I have to agree with both Mark and
Brad, because weíve seen things we
know are impossible outside of
God. I guess it would be in the
way our masked friend took to us
all so easy. Weíve all seen
raccoons and they are skittish
animals who scavenge for food.
Bandit, I suppose, wouldíve been
no different except he came right
up to Cal like they were long lost
friends almost. Within maybe two
minutes the raccoon was lying
across his lap and eating food
from his hand. I would have to
say that God had His hand in that.
When we want to see Godís love and
grace we but only need to see the
animals around us. Each one of
them has its own specific purpose.
As one human being I know that
our friend the raccoon didnít just
up and walk up to Cal without
Godís intervention. Thatís good
thinking, Greg. What about you,
Thereís no way I can disagree with
any of the guys, Bill. Even
though weíre not forest rangers,
thereís no earthly explanation for
whatís going on up here. God
teaches us, in His word, that
weíre to share, just like Jesus
did on the mount when he had the


                       CAL (cont'd)
three loaves and the fishes. We
did the same thing here tonight,
in a way, and even with the
addition of Bandit we used every
scrap of the fish and no one went
away from here hungry, not even
the raccoon. Iím convinced that
weíre not through seeing what God
has in store for us this week.
Very well put, Cal. Now I know
why the guys look to you for
leadership. Now what Iíd like you
guys to do is to find some time
alone with God. Take some time to
pray before you go to bed.
Does it matter where, Bill?
Bill stands to go to his tent.
You can do it where you want to,
Brad, even if it is in the privacy
of your own tent. Thatís where
Iím going. The last person into
their tent, will you please see
that the fire is put out?
Bill unzips the front of his tent.
Good night, Bill!
Good night, guys, and God bless.
Bill heads into the solitude of his tent.

Mark stands by the fire and warms his hands.
I think thatís where Iím going to
head, guys.
Cal remains seated by whatís left of the fire.
Good night, Mark!


Greg looks at Cal.
Are you staying out here?
Iím going to for a little while.
Even though weíve had a long day,
and Iím sure weíll have seven more
of them to go, my bodyís not quite
ready to go to sleep yet.
Then Iíll see you in the morning.
Good night, Brad, Cal!
Good night!
Brad turns towards Cal.
Are you okay, Cal?
Iím fine, really. Iím just
wondering why God chose me to be
the recipient of these wonders
weíve witnessed so far.
Do you want my opinion?
Of the four teens who climbed up
here today, Cal, at the church,
and it came to a Bible quiz, who
studied the hardest?
I guess most would say it was me,
but why?
You go the extra mile for God, and
more than most of us do. Thatís
not to knock you in any way,
friend, but it appears God notices
and this is His way to repay you.
God has His reasons for what He
does. Youíre getting


                       BRAD (cont'd)
a blessing that very few people
ever get. Enjoy these blessings
for our God has a purpose for
Iím going to my tent to pray and
then Iíll crash until daylight
tomorrow morning. Goodnight!
Cal sits by the remnants of what was a warm fire earlier in
the evening. The chill of the mountain air; however, forces
him to get his jacket out of his tent and puts it on.

Even though he knows thereís a moon out, he can see that it
hangs in the sky on the opposite side of the mountain. He
closes his eyes.
      (Praying Aloud)
Thank you, Lord, for the
opportunity to be in your
presence. This trip to Manhadden
is no ordinary trip, to an
ordinary mountain, but
rather a trip to your Mountain of
Love. My spirit senses thereís
more for me to see here, Lord, and
I hope Iím ready and worthy to
receive it. In your Holy Name I
pray, Lord,
He looks at the fire thatís just about out. After he stirs
the few hot remaining embers until theyíre out, he stands
and goes to the outer rail just beyond his tent. As he
looks into the valley below he can barely see Loomis Lake
with the moonís light that shines across the water. With
the moon now high into the nightís sky, he feels itís time
to go to bed. A final stir of the ashes to be sure the
fireís out he then heads to his tent.


The five men are seated around the campfire after the
evening meal.

Bandit and his mate, now known as Mrs. B., show up with
their offspring at the conclusion of the evening meal for
their handout of leftovers.

The two young raccoons rub up against Brad's leg.
Boy do they know us now, Cal.
Yes they do, and by the looks of
things, the little ones have taken
a liking to you, Brad. Since they
showed up here, this morning, at
breakfast, all of them have become
a part of our family.
I guess thatís because I was their
first human contact, Cal, and now
they look at me as a part of their
family. Theyíre so cute.
Mark hands a piece of fish to Mrs. B.
Why have we been so blessed, Bill?
We may never get to know why all
these good things are happening to
us up here, Mark. I can say this,
though, and that is God knows the
four of you love nature and you
four also love Him. This may just
be His way of rewarding you all
for your faithfulness.
Cal holds out another piece of fish for Bandit to feast on.
What better way can we get to
enjoy Godís love, outside of being
in Heaven with Him, than by the
very animals He created? Iíve got
a deep feeling inside me that we
havenít seen the last of these
miracles weíve been a witness to


                       CAL (cont'd)
on this mountain.
Greg sits down beside Cal.
What makes you say that?
That scripture in Romans, where
they were talking about Heaven,
and how the lion shall lie down by
the lamb? Well that scripture
has been going over and over in my
head for the past couple of hours,
now, and itís like
Godís trying to tell me something
through it.
We all know that there are neither
lions nor sheep up here on
Brad sits down on the ground with his two furry friends in
his arms.
That may very well be, Brad, but
if you remember what Ranger Wilson
said, he mentioned that mountain
lions have been spotted here on
Okay, so that would cover the
lionís aspect, but what about the
We may not have any lambs up here,
to speak of,
but we do have deer. To a
mountain lion, one
is as tasty as the other is. What
do you think, Bill?
I was lost in listening to you
guys. This looks like our
devotional time right here and


Weíve been here a day and a half,
Bill, and so far all weíve seen is
a blue jay and our raccoon
Would you want to see everything
there was to see up here in just
two short days, when you have the
entire week to spend up here,
I guess not! That would take away
all the joy of the next dayís
Even though what youíve seen so
far is only a blue-jay and four
raccoons, guys, thatís much more
than any of the others got to see
and enjoy on my previous trips up
here to Manhadden.
Do you believe Godís trying to
tell me something?
Thereís a good chance He is, Cal.
Whatís the best way to decipher
what Heís trying to say?
What does Pastor Tim tell us in
When in doubt, pray and read our
That would be my answer as well.
God knows whatís going on through
your mind, because Heís our
Heavenly Father. In a way Heís no
different than our earthly fathers
because He wants us, His children,
to talk to Him. Before it gets
too dark, guys, why donít you find


                       BILL (cont'd)
a place by yourselves and spend
some time doing just that?
Where will you be, Bill?
Iíll stay right here by the fire
to keep it going, but yes this is
also going to be my time with God
Cal heads over to the outer rail beside his tent and sits on
the ground. He lets his legs dangle over the edge and rests
his arms across the bottom rail while he folds his hands to
pray. Before he closes his eyes he looks out into the
valley below Overlook while the song ĎPeace in the Valleyí
comes to his head. While he feels an inner peace inside
him, Godís words about the lion that lies down by the lamb
remains fresh in his head.

A stray eagle soars through the early eveningís sky as Cal
bows his head and prays.
      (Quietly Aloud)
Lord! In two days youíve allowed
me to see things here on Manhadden
that go beyond normal
understanding. We all agree that
these things are from you. You,
oh God, seem to be trying to tell
me thereís more for me to see
here. Your scriptures reinforce
my feelings. Whatever it is you
have for me to see, God,
Iím ready. May you richly bless
my friends who are here with me
this week. Thank you for all
youíve given us so far. In thy
name I pray, Lord, amen.
A sense of weariness befalls Cal as he continues to sit
there and he lays his head onto the lower outer rail. Cal
starts to drift off into a light sleep when the sound of
flapping wings awakens him with a start. The wings,
however, are not from his friend Bee Jay as he can hear that
these wings are stronger and more pronounced.

With a sudden jolt he lifts his head and grabs onto the
bottom rail simultaneously.


What in the world?
                       MR. OWL
Hoo, hoo.
An owl lands on the lower outer rail a foot away from Cal's

Cal looks around but in the darkness it appears his friends
have gone to their tents for the night. Cal looks back to
his feathered friend.
Who is right! Who are you and
what are you doing here beside me?
                       MR. OWL
Hoo, hoo, hoo.
And just what can I do for you,
Mr. Owl?
With a slight movement of his wings, the owl lifts off the
lower rail and lands on the sleeve of Calís left arm.
                       MR. OWL
Hoo, hoo, hooÖ
Iím sorry, Mr. Owl, but I donít
understand hoo language.
In a slow motion of his free hand, Cal rubs the head of his
new feathered friend.

The owl sits on Calís arm content.
                       MR. OWL
I take it you like that?
                       MR. OWL
The bird then flaps its wings and flies back to its perch in
one of the nearby trees from where it came.


I donít know where you are, my
friend, but thanks for the visit.
Where he can now see the moon as it rises well into the
nightís sky above the mountain peak he starts to head
towards his tent. As he passes the campfire he checks to
make sure the fire is out and then continues on.
When Sunday morning arrives itís Mark and Brad who get ready
to go to Bear Creek for their breakfast while Greg starts
the morning campfire.
Iíll head down to the creek with
you guys and bring back the water
for our coffee.
Greg grabs the canteens outside each tent.
Should we wake up Cal?
Something tells me he was up late
last night, Greg. Brad and I can
get two fish apiece and that
should be plenty for our
Mark grabs his fishing rod.

Brad grabs his pole beside the tent.
Weíre going to need some bait,
Cal showed me where to get some so
we should be fine.
An hour later Greg can see both Mark and Brad as they return
to the campground with two cleaned fish each. They approach
the campfire.


It looks like the fishing was
good, huh?
Mark lays his two fish across the grill.
This kind of fishing could spoil
me from wanting to fish anywhere
else, Greg.
How big were they before you cut
the heads off?
Iíd guess they were somewhere near
the twenty-inch range.
Brad lays his two fish alongside Markís.
Letís get these fish cooked before
we wake up Cal and Bill.
The coffeeís ready, guys, if you
want some.
Mark reaches for the coffee pot.
Oh man, that sounds real good. It
was a little chilly down by the
pool even though I stayed out of
the water.
Cal exits the tent and rubs his eyes.
MmmÖ Something smells good out
here. What time is it?
Itís almost nine. What time did
you go to bed?
Somewhere around midnight I guess.
I was able to see the moon above
the mountain so it had
to be after eleven anyway.


Brad pours Cal a cup of coffee.
What made you stay up so late?
I had a new visitor here to chat
with me for a while.
Who would have been up here at
that hour of the night?
Not a who, but a what! It was an
owl and it flew down and landed on
the lower rail only inches away
from where I was sitting.
Bill leaves the privacy of his tent.
Did I hear you right, Cal?
You heard me right. Granted, I
have no idea what that owl was
trying to say because its only
words were hoo.
All the guys around the campfire chuckle at Calís sense of
The blue jay I found amazing
enough in its own right. The
raccoon, however, well we had food
for it and we were more than
willing to share that food with
him, so I can understand him, but
now an owl? I've heard it said
many times that God works in
mysterious ways, but even this
goes well beyond my comprehension.
Greg grabs a seat near the fire.
Howe long did it talk with you?


That would be hard to say, Greg,
but my best guess would be close
to an hour. At one point it flew
off the rail and landed on my arm
and hoo'd up a storm at me. He
even let me rub his head while he
sat there as content as can be.
Then, when he was done talking to
me, he flew off into the darkness
of the trees from where he came.
At that point I went to bed.
Our breakfast is ready guys.
Greg places some fish on paper plates for each one of them.
Before we eat, men, letís bow our
heads and thank God for our food.
After the prayer Cal reaches for a plate of the fish.
Whatís on tap today, Bill?
Today weíre going to do something
a little different, guys. You all
brought your bibles with you so
Iím going to let each one of you
go and find a place where you can
be alone with God. Read Godís
word and spend some time in
prayer. Refresh yourselves in His
love and grace.
Do we have a set time for this,
Iíd never set a timetable on God,
Brad. When youíre done youíll
know it. For each one it will be
different, Iím sure, or at least
it could be, anyway.
Cal takes a sip of his hot coffee.
I know where I'm going.


Whereís that?
There's a nice beautiful spot down
by the pool where I have been
fishing in Bear Creek. By the time
I get there the sun will shine on
the rock I want to sit on. It's
really beautiful there, Bill.
I went down to the pool last year,
Cal, and youíre right, it is
I think Iíll head out to Cramerís
Pond Overlook.
Bill looks at both Brad and Greg.
What about you two?
There was a really nice and quiet
spot beside those blackberry
bushes where we got the berries
yesterday when we went to the
tower, Bill. Where thereís no one
up here, except for us, I wonít be
Good choice, Brad.
I think I might just take a hike
down to the Cravitz Caves. Itís
quiet down there and it has a
comfortable place where I can sit
and read my Bible.
Thatís a little hike down there
Greg, but itís also a good choice.
What about you Bill?


See that boulder at the far end of
the campground, by the outer rail?
Well thatís going to be my pew.
When I get ready to pray all Iíll
have to do is kneel down by the
outer rail.
I wonder if BanditÖ
Cal starts to say but hears the familiar chatters of his
four-legged friend coming up from behind him.
Heís alone this time, Cal.
Mark stands to look and see if Banditís mate and family
follow behind him.
At least I donít see the rest of
his family.
She might just be nursing them
today, Mark.
Cal turns to greet his friend.
Good morning, Bandit!
Cal rubs the raccoonís head as though he were a canine
Chatter, chatter, chatterÖ
Bandit looks at the grill with one piece of fish left in the
Are you hungry?
Cal then places the last piece of fish onto his empty plate
and puts it in front of Bandit.


Bandit eats slowly and in a matter of five minutes he
devours one half a trout.
Do you feel better now, Bandit?
Suddenly, as if he were spooked by something, Bandit turns
and looks in the direction of Edenís Trail.
Cal runs to Banditís side.
Whatís wrong, Bandit?
Cal turns his head in the same direction as Banditís.

After several quick chatters Bandit takes off towards Edenís
trail in a fast scamper. Mark follows him to the edge of
the campground and looks down the trail.

Mark returns to the campfire.
I donít know what his problem was,
Cal, but heís gone.
The animals of the forest have
sensitive ears, guys, and they can
hear things we humans canít. Take
for example the dog whistle at
home. A dog can hear that thing
almost a half mile away or more
but we canít hear it even
when we blow it ourselves. That
same thing goes here in the woods.
A scowl of concern forms on Cal's face.
I wonder if it has something to do
with his family.
We may never know unless God wants
us to know. This may be just one
of the secrets of the forest.
Should we make sure the fire is
out before we leave for our time
alone with God, Bill?


Thereís no wind up here, Greg, and
Iíll be only a few feet away. Iíll
let it run its own course and die
out on its own.
Want us to head out now then?
You guys can head out when youíre
ready. Thereís no need to hurry
back here. I have nothing planned
for today.
Well I better get going. Iíve got
the longest hike to get to where
Iím going.
Greg runs to his tent to get his Bible.
Take your time, Greg.
I will, and thanks!
I guess Iíll get going too.
Cal checks his pocket to be sure his Bible is in there. He
stands to leave.
You seem down, Cal!
Iím concerned about Bandit. In
just about two short days he and
his family have become like our
own; much the same as a family
I've not become as emotionally
attached to Bandit as the rest of
you have and what's happening on
this mountain goes beyond anything
I've seen in the number of years
I've been coming up here. My
advice is this, give it to God and
let Him handle it His way.


Iíll try, Bill. Iíll see you in a
few hours.
Cal heads towards Edenís Trail where Greg waits for him.
Iíll go down as far as the
footbridge with you.
Greg leads the way.
Thanks, Greg!
Cal follows his friend.
Are you ready Brad? Iíll stay
with you until we reach that
cluster of blackberry bushes on
the trail.
Iím ready!
Weíll be back in a couple of
hours, Bill.
Mark leads the way down Edenís Trail North.
As the four young men leave camp Bill goes to his tent and
gets out his Bible. After a quick look at the fire he heads
to the large boulder by the edge of the campground. Even
though heís in the shadows of the trees thereís enough light
for him to be able to read Godís Word.
Greg and Cal reach the footbridge at Bear Creek.
Everything will be okay with
You may be right, but I wished I
knew why he took off on a run the
way he did.


Donít go looking for him or you
might get lost up here. If God
wants you to know something
heíll reveal it to you.
I promise I wonít. Be careful
hiking down to Cravitz.
Thanks! Bye!
Greg continues down the trail.
Cal watches for a few minutes and then takes a left through
the thick brush and down the narrow path that takes him to
the pool where he fishes.

Once he gets to the pool area he looks around but he sees
nothing. He heads around the perimeter of the pool to the
far side by the falls and grabs a seat on a large rock that
sits up against a tree.

Before he starts to read his Bible he bows his head and
prays out loud.
Lord! You put Bandit and his
family in my path for a reason.
Why you've done that I don't know.
I feel right now that Bandit, in
some way, needs my help or
assistance, but in what way I'm
not sure. If I'm right, Lord,
please reveal this to me so I can
help my friend in need. I ask
this in your Holy Name, Lord,
When Cal opens his eyes and lifts his head he can see a
familiar masked furball running towards him and heís
chattering wildly. He jumps to his feet.
Whatís wrong, Bandit?


Cal jumps down from the boulder.
Chatter..., chatter..., chatter,
Bandit turns away from Cal.
Do you want me to follow you?
Bandit stops, turns back towards his friend and chatters
some more, then turns and heads away from the pool with Cal
right behind him.
Slow down, Bandit! I canít keep
up with you.
Cal tries to catch up to his four-legged friend.

Once away from the area around the pool the forest is thick
with trees and brush. Cal has to duck and swerve to keep
from hitting low hanging branches and trying to keep up with
his masked friend.

Almost out of breath, Cal comes to a spot with a clearing
that Bandit led him to. In front of him, on the ground and
trying to stand, is a young fawn with its mother, a
full-grown doe who gets to her feet to protect her baby.
Bandit moves ahead of Cal and goes up to within three feet
of the doe. He chatters at the doe who's almost twenty times
bigger than Bandit.

Cal watches as Bandit walks back to him with his back and
forth movement.
      (Speaking Softly)
What do you want me to do, Bandit?
Cal kneels down by his masked friend but keeps a close eye
on the protective doe.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatterÖ


Bandit heads to the fawn that continues to struggle to try
and stand. Bandit stops and looks at Cal.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
With his eyes open, Cal prays a quick prayer.
Lord please guide me in what I
might have to do here and please
give some peace to that doe who
stands guard over its fawn. Iím
aware that animal can crush me
with its hooves if it felt the
need to. I ask this in your
Holy Name, Lord, amen.
With a slow movement towards the fallen fawn, Cal can easily
see the doe on the other side and she faces him. As he
nears the young fawn he can see that the young deer injured
itís right leg and canít stand. He pats the fawnís head
trying to comfort the animal. Cal looks at Bandit.
Iím no doctor, Bandit, and I donít
know if I can help your friend
here or not. Iíll try and put a
splint of some kind to keep his
leg still, Bandit, but I canít
guarantee anything.
Cal stands and takes a quick look around. He still has his
hatchet in the sheath attached to his belt. He finds a thin
branch of a tree thatís straight and hacks it off with the
hatchet. Once free of the tree he cuts two pieces about
twelve inches long each.

When Cal returns to the fawn he can see that the doe knelt
down beside its offspring and keeps its eyes focused on him.
He removes his shirt and undershirt, and then replaces his
outer shirt. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his
pocketknife and cuts four long strips from the white shirt.

Before he attempts to touch the fawnís injured leg, Cal pats
the fawnís head once again.
This might hurt a little, fella,
but Iím hoping it will help you to
heal and maybe even walk.


Cal looks at the doe as he stands and gets between her and
her fawn. He then kneels down on the young deerís right
side. He takes the two twigs and one of the strips of
cloth. Then, with caution, he gently grabs the limp right
leg of the fawn. Very slowly he straightens out the leg.

The fawn struggles briefly.
Easy there, fella!
The adjustment to the fawn's leg causes him to struggle in

Cal then takes the twigs and places them on both sides of
the joint and holds them there with his left hand. With his
free hand he takes one strip of cloth and wraps it around
the top of the twigs once and tries to make a single knot
just to hold the twigs in place. This process he repeats at
the lower part of the twigs until the two twigs stay in
place by themselves.

Now that heís able to use both hands he takes one of the
strips and makes a secure knot just above the knee joint of
the fawn. He does the same just below the knee joint. Once
those two strips are secure he then tightens the first two
strips of cloth to make a facsimile of a splint.

Cal prays out loud.
Okay, Lord! You gave me the
knowledge to be able to do this.
Itís now up to you to help heal
this young animal.
Cal places his hand over the splint.
      (Praying Aloud)
In the name of Jesus Christ, the
greatest healer of all, I pray now
that this animal gets healed this
day. In Jesus name I pray,
Bandit stands and goes over to the fawn.
Chatter..., chatter..., chatter.
Cal stands and goes beside the doe and pats her on the head.
She stays on the ground and in a matter of seconds they


watch as the young fawn wiggles and struggles but does
manage to get to his feet.
Thank you, Lord!
Both Cal and the doe stand together. The fawn instinctively
goes to its mother and nurses while standing. The doe
nudges its head against Calís chest. He patís the doe.
Without your love for your hurt
son and the trust you put in me, I
couldnít have helped. The same
God that put you on this earth put
me here, too. Without His love
this would not have happened. What
do you say, Bandit? Is it time
for us to go back now?
Bandit chatters and turns to go as Cal one more time pats
the doe on the head.
I think Iíll call you Brownie.
Outside of the white bushy tail
youíre all brown.
Cal turns and starts to leave.
Brownie takes its right hoof and drags it several times on
the ground in front of it, as Cal watches.
Bye, Brownie!
Cal starts to follow Bandit back into the woods. For a
brief moment he turns towards his new animal friends as the
fawn stops nursing and looks at him. Cal kneels down and
watches the young deer that then hobbles his way over to
And just what am I going to call
you, young fella?
The fawn starts to lick Cal's face. The doe follows her
sonís lead and goes to be by his side.
You two are something else,


Cal hugs the wild doe.
I know what to call him. Iíll
call him Splinter because of the
splint I put on his leg.
Splinter looks at Cal and its new friend gives the young
fawn a gentle hug.
Youíre welcome, splinter. Iím
glad I was here to help.
He watches as Brownie turns to go back in the opposite
direction with Splinter hobbling alongside.

When Cal stands he feels good about himself and turns to
look for Bandit who stands and waits for him about twenty
feet away.
Okay, Bandit, Iím ready to go back
to the pool. Now I know what it
was that upset you at the
Bandit zigzags his way through the forest in front of Cal
and almost fifteen minutes later he exits the woods by the
Cal kneels down in front of his masked friend.
You did a good job of leading me
to that hurt fawn, Bandit.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatterÖ
I sure wish I knew what you were
saying, Bandit, but Iím under the
opinion that you can understand
me. Are you going to head back to
be with the family now?


Bandit chatters a couple more times and then, as Cal stands
there and watches, he turns and heads back into the woods.

Cal watches his friend disappear into the shadows of the
forest in front of him.
Well, Lord, you've more than given
me what I came to this mountain
for. What other blessings do you
have in store for me this week?
Cal looks at his watch and can see that the better part of
two hours has elapsed since he got there. Once again he
lifts himself onto the large boulder, pulls out his Bible,
and then starts to read.

By two oíclock heís ready to head back to the campground. He
climbs off the boulder and works his way around the pool
area towards the path that leads to the footbridge.
Calís the last of the young men to return to the camp. As
he nears the campfire the others can see somethingís
happened, by the look on Cal's face.

Cal reaches for the coffee pot.
What gives, Cal?
Cal pours himself a coffee.
Does it show that much?
Letís just say that if you were an
angel, your halo would be
illuminated about now.
Well I found out why Bandit took
off in such a hurry this morning.
Iím sure the rest of the guys
would like to know Cal. I know I
would, at least, seeing as you
didnít go to the pool area to find


                       BILL (cont'd)
Cal goes on to explain the events of the previous four hours
as all of them listen.
You said that Splinter stood up,
Cal, but did God heal him?
Healing, by God, takes place
because of faith. We've all seen
that in the Bible. An example of
that is when Jesus said, 'Your
faith has made you well.' As human
beings who believe in God, we
either have that amount of faith
or we fall short. How animals
connect to God, or even if they
do, is an area I wouldn't dare
step into. Just the fact that
Splinter was able to stand by
himself leads me to believe there
was faith of some kind, even if it
was from me. To reinforce what
God allowed me to do for the
injured Splinter, I did what our
Bibles tell us we're supposed to
do, in that I laid my hand on the
injured leg and prayed, in faith,
that God would heal him today.
What happened after you prayed
that prayer?
Splinter wiggled and struggled but
managed to get to his feet and
then he hobbled over to Brownie
and started to nurse. I guess he
was hungry. We then said our
good-byes, or I did anyway, and
then I turned and followed Bandit
back to the pool.
It appears as though God worked
through your faith in Him to not
only calm both the fawn and doe,
but also when you laid your hands
on Splinter and prayed for him.


Does that mean Splinter is healed,
Itís hard to say without seeing
the animal, Greg, but by all
accounts it appears Godís
done just that.
Mark casually glances towards Edenís Trail.
I think weíre about to find out.
Mark sees a full-grown doe prancing onto the edge of the
campground. Behind her he can see a fawn that appears to be
hobbling and behind him, bringing up the rear of the family,
is an eleven point buck.
It looks like Splinter brought his
whole family to see us.
Cal and the others get up quickly, once Cal spots his
Brownie! Splinter! I didnít
expect to see you two again.
Cal heads over to the doe.
Be careful, Cal! Thereís no way
of knowing what the buck will do
or is thinking.
Should we go over there with him,
Cal knows two of them, Brad. Letís
wait and see what the buck does.
The four of them watch while Cal approaches the family of
deer. He pats the head of the young fawn.
I see you brought your daddy with
you, Splinter.


Splinter stands there and with his splinted leg he runs his
hoof across the ground in front of Cal.
Whatís wrong, Splinter?
Brownie walks around the fawn and puts her face right up
against the splint in an attempt to chew the cloth in order
to remove it.
It appears she wants the splint
off there, Cal.
It does look that way, Bill. Okay,
Brownie, Iíll take it off there
and weíll check his leg.
Cal reaches into his front right pocket and gets out the
Easy, Splinter!
Cal cuts the top and bottom strip.
Are you ready Splinter?
Cal once again rubs the fawnís head.
Here goes!
Cal removes the two remaining strips of cloth that hold the
splint against the injured leg of the young deer.

As he removes the two pieces of wood from against its leg,
Splinter sprints about the campground like a young child on
the loose.

Brad kneels down as Splinter hops over to him.
God answered your prayer, Cal.
While Calís rubs Brownieís head, the buck heads up behind
Cal and nudges him with its nose.
What in the world?


Cal turns around to face a rack full of antlers. Bill
starts to roar with laughter and heads over to Cal.
It looks like thatís his way of
saying thank you, Cal.
Iím sure it is, Bill, but he just
startled me is all.
Want to know what I think?
Whatís that?
This family of deer came up here
to let you know your prayer was
Bill pats the buck on the head.
He could have just as easily gored
you with almost any one of those
points on the antlers,
but he didnít come down here to
hurt anyone, now did you, fella?
With his head held high the buck runs his left front hoof
across the ground in front of Bill.
That must be his way of answering
us, Bill.
Iíd have to say youíre right.
Moments later the buck,doe, and fawn head towards Eden's
Trail and head back to their home.
Cal awakens at the crack of dawn. As he leaves his tent he
feels the warmth of the early morning summer air.


Fifteen minutes later he leaves the campground as the first
rays of the morning's sun brighten the cozy knoll where it
sits. After a quick stop for bait he heads to the
footbridge at Bear Creek. Once on the other side of the
short bridge he takes an immediate left onto the padded path
that will take him to the pool area. When he reaches the
pool he heads around to his right to the far side of the
pool. He baits his hook on shore then takes a few steps
into the chilly mountain water to secure his stringer to the
only tree that grows up out of the pool, only a few feet
from shore.

He steps into the pool a little further until the water is
just above his knees. After a perfect cast into the deepest
corner of the pool, just below the waterfalls, he allows his
line to drift towards the middle. Within seconds his line
tightens and the rod bends down and into the water. He sets
the hook with a yank on the pole.
Got you!
The fish on the other end of the line, however, has other
plans and swims for deeper water. Cal allows the fish to
run until it stops and he starts to reel in as he backs up
and out of the water.
Youíre not going to get away for
me that easy, Mr. Trout.
His prize catch takes a leap out of the water in the middle
of the pool. Cal continues to back out of the water as his
breakfast gets a new life and dives once again for the
security of deeper water.

Almost fifteen minutes elapse before Cal can land the large
brown trout that grabbed his bait.
I told you a while ago that you
werenít going to get away from me.
Cal secures the fish to the stringer at the tree.

Once he washes his hands he re-baits his hook and casts
again in almost the identical spot as before. This time,
however, the line drifts beyond the center of the pool and
heís about to reel in when his bait is attacked by another
large fish that he feels has to be another brown trout. For


the second time Cal plays the fish so as not to lose it and
backs out of the water while he brings the fish to shore.
I only need one more of you babies
and there will be enough for all
of us at breakfast.
He baits his hook for the third time. He then heads back
out to the same spot where he made the two previous casts
and let the worm fly towards the falls. Heís deep in
thought about where his bait and line are when he hears a
commotion in the water behind him and close to where his
fish are stashed. He casually turns around for a look-see
and stops dead in his tracks. In the water, and making a
gourmet meal out of his fresh catch, are two bear cubs while
their mother stands on shore and observes.
Hey! Get away from my fish!
Cal flails his arms in the air.
Come on, now, get your own fish!
His words fall on deaf ears, however, as the mother bear
stands on her back legs and lets out a deep and intimidating
growl while she faces him. The two small cubs remain in the
water and continue with their feast while Cal reels in his
God has taught me to share, but I
never dreamt he meant I was to
share with wild bears. If you
want them, theyíre yours.
Cal then grabs his hook.
I hope you enjoy them.
His only way back to camp is blocked by a huge brown bear
and her two cubs, so he climbs the short rock ledge and fish
above the pool and away from the wily bears.

Once he gets onto the land above the pool he stands there
and looks at the three bears by the poolís edge. The cubs
made light work of his prize fish and were returning to


their mother. The mother, now back on all four legs,
continues to stand there and looks directly at Cal.

He finally turns and looks for a new spot from where to cast
his line. He sees a spot that flows under a fallen tree and
casts above it to let the bait drift down to the tree. As
soon as his bait goes under the tree Calís line tightens and
with instinct he pulls back on the rod and sets the hook.
After he landed the fourteen-inch brown trout he find a
stick with which he can carry it.

Itís now seven oíclock and Calís both tired and hungry.
Where are those blueberry or
blackberry bushes when I need
He looks away from the creek and towards the downhill side
of the forest. As he steps up and onto his toes he can see
a row of bushes with an opening that serves as a path.
I wonder where this goes?
Cal grabs the fish he set on the ground moments earlier. He
removes the bait from the hook and secures the line to an
eyelet on his pole and then heads to the opening in the

Beyond the row of bushes is an open field. On the other
side of the field Cal can see blackberries as big as the
ones he saw on the trail a day earlier.
Thatís what I need right now, some
Cal heads to the row of blackberry bushes that are loaded
with the ripe fruit. He helps himself until heís full.
Now Iím exhausted!
Cal lays the fish and fishing pole down on the ground.
This field is grassy enough so
Iíll just rest here a few minutes.
Cal lies down on the soft grass and dozes off into a restful


By seven oíclock the others at the campground start to

Mark's the last one to leave his tent.
Has anyone seen Cal?
Brad looks at Calís tent.
I havenít seen him, but he could
be down at the creek fishing. His
fishing rodís gone.
That means heís getting our
breakfast. Do you want to get a
fire going and Iíll go get the
water for our coffee?
Mark starts to round up the five canteens.
Weíll get the fire going for you,
Brad grabs a few pieces of the kindling needed to start it.
Should one of us go with you,
Weíll wait until the coffeeís
ready, Brad. Cal should be back
here by then.
Bill grabs a seat by the unlit campfire.
Whatís on our agenda today, Bill?
I havenít got anything planned for
today, as yet, so Iíll wait until
you guys have eaten and we can


                       BILL (cont'd)
make plans then.
A few moments later Mark returns with the canteens filled
with fresh water from Bear Creek.
Whoís making the coffee this
Bill reaches for the coffee pot.
Iíll take care of it this morning.
While youíre making the coffee,
Bill, Iíll grab my rod and go to
the creek and see if Cal needs any
help catching the fish.
Okay, Mark, good thinking! The
coffee will be ready for you guys
when the two of you get back here,
maybe fifteen minutes or so.
Mark grabs his fishing pole and heads to Edenís Trail once
Calís in a restful sleep in the tall grassy bed. While he
sleeps, Splinter pokes his small head through the bushes
only a few feet from where he lays, and he sees Cal lying on
the ground. The young fawn goes over to his friend and
starts to lick his face.
      (Shaking His Head)
What in the world?
Cal awakens to a wet tongue and nose about his face and
forehead. He sits upright in the grass.
      (Rubbing His Eyes)
Is that you, Splinter?


Splinter never moves but allows Cal to rub his head and
What are you doing here, little
Cal looks around for his mother Brownie.
Whereís your momma, Splinter?
The young fawn turns his head towards the thick brush from
where he came, as Brownie sticks her head through.
I didnít think youíd allow
Splinter to be out here all alone,
Brownie taps her hoof on the ground and Splinter prances
towards her. Within an instant Cal watches as Brownie and
Splinter disappear into the thick brush and are gone.
That didnít last long.
Cal bends to pick up his fishing pole and solitary dry fish.
Now what do I do, Lord? If I go
back the way I came, by the pool,
the bears could still be there so
where do I go from here?
From the far end of the blackberry bushes Cal hears a
familiar sound.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Is that you, Bandit?
Cal stands there as his masked friend appears from behind
the bushes.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Cal turns to walk away.


Do you want me to follow you?
Bandit turns towards Cal and chatters some more, and then he
turns again and starts to walk down a narrow matted path.
Wait up, Bandit, Iím right behind
Cal quickens his pace to catch the four-legged creature of
the woods.
Okay, Bandit, Iím on your turf
now, so lead on my masked friend.
Cal follows his friend deeper into the woods and away from
the direction of the campground. For what seems to be over
an hour Cal continues to traipse behind Bandit until he
finally tires and becomes hungry as well.
Bandit! Wait up pal! I donít
have four legs like you do little
buddy. Give me a breather.
Cal sits down on a fallen tree trunk that crosses the path.
      (Looking Around)
Are there any berries in the area,
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
I hope that means yes, Bandit.
Give me a few minutes to rest my
weary legs and Iíll be right with
Mark reaches the footbridge and crosses it. Once on the
other side he takes the same sharp left Cal made and follows
the matted path to the edge of the woods. Once he brushes
some of the loose branches aside he heads into the pool


Mark looks at the pool area.
Now I know why Cal likes to fish
Mark takes a quick look around the pool.
      (Slight Yell)
Cal! Cal, are you here?
As Mark continues to look around, he also tries to listen
for his friend.
Mark then works his way around the pool to get a better view
and heads to his right. Once he gets near to the tree that
sticks out of the water, by the poolís edge, heís quick to
recognize Calís stringer still tied to the tree.
What in the world is Calís
stringer doing still tied there
without him around?
Mark moves to get a closer look. He looks down at the
ground to watch where heís stepping and sees footprints of
at least two animals and one of them is large.
Those are bear tracks in the soft
mud, but whereís Cal?
Mark then steps into the cool water to take a better look at
the stringer. All he can see are the remnants of what were
two trout.
Cal! Can you hear me?
The thick forest around him, as well as the noise from the
pounding water at the falls by the far edge of the pool,
voids his yell of an echo that could possibly reach his
Mark bows his head, and prays aloud.
Lord, protect my friend until we
can find him, amen.


Mark then makes a hasty retreat from the pool area and heads
back to camp on a run.
When Mark reaches the campground, he's almost out of breath.
Bill! I didnít find Cal by the
pool, but I did find a partially
empty stringer and what I believe
are bear tracks by the edge of the
pool where Calís stringer was
All three men arise.
Did you say bear tracks?
Yes, and it appears there are more
than one of them. One is either
the father or mother and the other
one Iím sure is a cub. There
could even be two cubs, there were
so many tracks in the mud there.
A hint of urgency and concern is apparent in his voice.
Letís get this fire out quick and
get down there.
What should we take with us, Bill?
Make sure you guys have your
hatchets with you. I donít know
what weíll face when we get there
but we should be prepared to
defend ourselves if it becomes
necessary. Are you guys ready?
Mark returns from inside his tent.
As soon as we get our hatchets we
will be.


Moments later the three teens and Bill make their way down
Edenís Trail and head for Bear Creek.

Bill nears the footbridge.
Go ahead and lead the way, Mark.
Mark leads the quartet across the footbridge and goes left
to follow the path to the pool. Within two minutes the four
of them enter the pool area where Cal loved to fish.
Mark leads them around to the lower side of the pool.
This is the place, Bill, and
thereís the tree with Calís
stringer still attached.
Bill looks around.
Spread out, guys, and see if you
can find any signs of Cal;
footprints, clothing, or anything
at all.
Bill heads towards the wall that separates the pool area and
the creek above it. When he reaches the four-foot high wall
of stone and gravel he leans up against it.
Come here, guys!
Bill waits for the three teens to gather around him.
God just spoke to me the way he
does best, through His Word. He
said to take up your cross and
follow me. If Iím interpreting
this right, it would mean Calís
with Him and following Him.


Whatís the cross Cal had to take
up though, Bill?
The appearance of those bears
might have been the cross, Greg.
We all know that Cal fishes
mostly knee deep in the water. If
he were that deep when the bears
came around, he would not
come out and try to scare them
off. Iíd say he looked for Godís
guidance and let God lead the
way. I can sense heís not harmed
and that Godís with him. Before
we leave here letís say a word of
prayer for Cal. Letís form a
prayer circle, right here by the
pool, and hold hands when we pray.
Bill waits for the small circle to be formed. Once the
circle closes, he prays.
Dear God! We want to thank you
for this day and for your love and
grace. We also want to
thank you for Cal Long whoís being
guided by you as we speak.
Whatever it is you intend to
thrill this man with, we ask that
your love and grace abound. Keep
your protective hand over him we
pray, amen.
Are we going back to camp now?
I think we should, and when we get
there weíll spend what time we
need to spend in prayer for Cal.
Iím sure, by now, Cal knows
God is with him, but I doubt he
knows where Heís taking him, and
for that matter neither do we.


Okay, Bandit, Iím all rested now,
so where are those berries?
Cal grabs his fishing pole and fish.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatterÖ
Cal turns to head in the same direction and away from the
campground. Five minutes later Cal comes to an open field.
He can see that there are bushes on the other side, and that
they appear to be filled with berries of some kind, and he
quickens his pace towards them.

Cal reaches the row of bushes filled with large raspberries.
You did it again, Bandit!
Cal bends down and asks his friend a question.
Would you like this fish of mine?
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Bandit responds and stands on his hind legs to accept the
Okay, boy, here you go. Youíve
earned it this time, my friend.
Cal hands Bandit the dry fish from the stick heíd been

Cal watches as Bandit puts the entire fish into his mouth
sideways and scampers off in the direction the two of them
were traveling.
Where in the world are you going
now, Bandit?
His words fall on deaf ears. He then reaches into the
bushes and grabs a handful of the fresh ripened red
raspberries. Within seconds he has that first bunch
devoured. After a while he gets full and looks around for
his four-legged friend.


Cal waits for a familiar response.
I guess you took the fish home to
your family. I better just sit
here and get some rest until
you get back. Heaven only knows
where youíll take me next my
little friend.
Cal then finds a soft spot in the high grass that covers the
field and lies down. The heat of the morning sun allows him
to fall asleep quickly.

Almost an hour passes when Bandit saunters back to the spot
where he left his human friend and finds him asleep in the
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Cal never hears him. When Bandit gets no response he goes
up to his friend and starts to lick his face.
What in the world?
Cal flails his arms around his face as he awakens from a
sound and restful sleep.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Bandit turns as if to go away again.
Hold up, Bandit!
Cal sits upright in the grass.
Where are we going now?
Cal looks square into the eyes of his masked friend when
Bandit returns to his side.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.


Youíve got me so far away from the
campground now that I have no
other choice but to put my whole
trust in you, Bandit.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Cal stands and bends to grab his fishing pole, and then
follows Bandit alongside the row of raspberry bushes until
once again theyíre back into the shadows of the forest.
Uphill and downhill the erstwhile raccoon continues to lead
Cal somewhere.
Hold up, Bandit. Is there any
water around here someplace? Iím
quite thirsty now my friend.
Cal sits down on a large rock.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Bandit starts to scamper off in a different direction.
Slow down, Bandit! I only have
two legs, remember?
Cal follows the four-legged fur ball uphill from where he
sat and in a matter of ten minutes they come to the eastern
end of Bear Creek. The rapid flowing water allows Cal to
get a fresh drink so he bends down and with the use of his
hands he scoops up several handfuls of water to his mouth.
Ah! Thatís much better, Bandit,
but I think its time for another
little rest. My legs are getting
Cal looks on the other side of the creek and sees a huge
tree that heíd like to be able to lean up against.

Bandit crosses the creek on a downed tree that extends
across the stream.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.


Iím coming, Bandit!
Cal checks the log and makes sure itís safe to cross. When
he makes it to the other side of the downed tree, and across
the creek, Bandit is nowhere to be seen.
Now where in the world are you,
Cal looks all around for his furry friend.
You keep disappearing into thin
air on me. I guess this is a time
to take my break. Thereís that
tree I saw from the other side.
Cal meanders over to a large evergreen with high limbs.

Cal sets his fishing pole up against the back of the tree
then sits on the ground, on the opposite side, and leans up
against the tree and once again falls asleep.
Bill! We need to get something to
eat. Itís twelve oíclock and we
havenít eaten since last night.
I guess this is a good a time to
have that soup we all brought with
us. We only have the small frying
pans that come in the kit
so we can cook them in there.
All we need to do, Bill, is open
the cans and cook the soup right
in them. Once weíve got that done
we can pour the soup out into the
paper cups we brought.
Bill looks in the direction of Edenís Trail.
Good idea!


Want me to fill the canteens,
That would be nice, but please
take one of the guys with you. No
more going to the creek alone, not
after what we witnessed at
the pool this morning.
Iíll go with him, Bill.
In that case, Iíll start the fire.
Brad takes a look at the wood supply.
Weíre going to need more wood
soon, Bill.
How far from the footbridge is the
spot where you guys got that wood
About three minutes below the
Then go with Greg and Mark and
come back with them. Just get
enough to get us through this fire
for now. Later on this afternoon
Iíll have the three of you go down
there and get the wood for tonight
and tomorrow morning.
Relax, Bill! Cal, Iím sure, is
having the time of his life.
Everything thatís happened
up here has been the work of God.
Cal told us yesterday morning that
we have yet to see
the wonders God has for us up
here. It was something he felt
when he prayed Saturday night.


I know youíre right, Mark, but as
your leader, on this trip, Iíd
feel a lot better knowing where
all of you were. Go on! Get that
water and wood.
As the three young men head towards Edenís Trail, Bill
closes his eyes and prays out loud.
Lord! Itís your love and grace
thatís brought us to this
mountain. You know this trip has
given us memories only you can
provide. For
our friend Cal, this tripís been
even more special. You, Lord,
have brought a blue jay, a
raccoon, an owl, and even a deer
into this young manís life as
though it was an everyday
occurrence. But this morning,
however, you put
at least two bears in his path.
From all accounts it appears
thatís all it was. If it be your
will, Lord, please give us a sign
that I may know Cal is safe and
under your guidance. This I ask
in your Holy Name, Lord, amen.
Bill continues to pray, in silence, as Bee Jay, Mr. Owl,
Splinter and Brownie converge by the outer rail. Brownie
and Splinter kneel down on the ground about ten feet from
Once Bee Jay lands on the rail beside Mr. Owl, he starts to
chirp to get Billís attention.

Bill is seated facing the outer rail and as he opens his
eyes heís taken aback by what he sees.
What in the world is this?
Splinter stands up and goes over to Bill and scratches his
hoof across the ground in front of him.
What are you trying to tell me,


Bill pets the head of the young deer.
Does this have anything to do with
my friend Cal?
Splinter jumps up and off its front legs.
Is this my sign from God that
Calís okay?
Bee Jay and Mr. Owl fly off the top rail and land on his
leg. Bee Jay chirps out an answer and Mr. Owl lets out a
series of hoots to give Bill the answer he searched for.
Brownie joins the others who are now all by Bill, and Bill
stands to pet the full-grown doe as BJ and Mr. Owl fly back
to the top rail.
I asked for a sign and God gave me
four of them. Thank you all for
Bee Jay and Mr. Owl fly off into the woods. Splinter and
Brownie turn together and they prance off up Edenís Trail
North while Bill leans against the outer rail and watches
them disappear.
Calís asleep and has been for over an hour when heís
awakened by a commotion at the edge of the creek almost
seventy-five feet off to his left and in front of him. As
he wipes his eyes to get a better look, he sees what appears
to be a mother mountain lion and she has two baby cubs with
her. They all are standing by the creekís edge to get a
      (Praying in a
What do I do now, Lord? Maybe if
I just sit here and donít move a
muscle they wonít notice me.
Cal sits perfectly still.


Moments later one of the young cubs spot Cal and prances
uphill towards him with the other cub and mother right
behind him.
      (In a Whisper)
Lord! You brought me up here. I
ask you now to please keep me safe
from harm, amen.
Cal pets the young cub like it was a family cat and the
little brown cat soaks up his attention. He also watches as
the second cub joins its brother and jumps up on his leg. A
sense of peace comes over Cal when the mother plops herself
on the ground to his left and closes her eyes, while both
lion cubs play with him like they were family pets.

For over an hour heís allowed to play with the young cubs
and rub their tummies before they begin to tire out. He
grabs them both and holds them in his arms like they are
babies and both cubs are quick to fall asleep. He takes
this opportunity and closes his eyes as well.

About an hour later, his sleep is disrupted, by a familiar
chattering from his masked friend.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
I hear you, Bandit!
Cal opens his eyes and looks for the two mountain lion cubs.
Are they gone?
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
I take it that means a yes. Now I
have a question for you, Bandit.
Why do you up and leave me all the
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatterÖ -
chatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Okay, friend, now youíve really
got me confused.


Cal scratches his head. He chuckles while he grabs his
fishing pole.
What other tricks do you have
under that fur coat of yours?
Once again Cal starts to follow Bandit.

A few moments later Bandit takes a sharp turn to his left
and up the hill and continues to climb.
Now where are you going, Bandit?
Cal is so far away from the campground he has no choice but
to follow his friend.

A few minutes later Bandit reaches a plateau and turns to
ChatterÖ chatter.
What now, Bandit?
Cal reaches the plateau in the middle of seemingly nowhere.
He stands on a grassy knoll and as he looks around he can
see a cave just about forty feet in front of him.
Whatís in there, Bandit, or do I
dare want to know?
Bandit runs ahead and into the cave as Cal approaches.
Once Cal gets there he has to stay outside because the cave
is low hanging and he sees that he canít get into it, but he
can also hear Banditís chatters. A minute later Bandit
returns outside the cave with his whole family.
The two baby raccoons run over to him like he was family.
Aha! Is this where you live,
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Bandit's mate joins him in the soft grass.


Cal sits down as the baby raccoons get playful with their
human friend.
They are so cute, Bandit and Mrs.
B. Iím glad I got to meet your
family again, my friend.
The young raccoons frolic over and around Cal.

For Cal, at that moment, time seems unimportant while he
sits there and allows the twin raccoons to burn off some of
their youthful energy. He doesnít realize that the
afternoon has long since gone until the rays of the
afternoonís sun dissipate into the trees behind him to the
I see youíve kept me preoccupied
with your family, Bandit. It sure
doesnít look like Iím going to
make it back to camp tonight.
Cal holds the baby raccoons in his arms.
Do you think I can spend the night
here with you and your family,
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
The three teens return from Bear Creek with five trout they
caught by the footbridge.
The fireís ready, guys. If the
trout are all cleaned then go
ahead and put them on the grille.
Brad and Greg place their trout on the grille, while Mark
waits for them to get out of the way. He places his trout
on the grille and grabs a seat with the others.
What are we going to do about Cal,


The ranger is due up here tomorrow
morning, Mark. If Cal hasnít
returned by then weíll have no
choice but to tell the ranger.
Theyíll have to send out search
teams to find him. Had we gone to
the Loomis Lake Ranger Station any
time after noon today, by the time
we got down there, and then back
up here
to Overlook, it would have been
almost too late to get any kind of
a search started. The fact I got
a sign from God that He was with
Cal allows me not to be overly
worried about his well being.
Then we arenít going to try and
find him?
It would be a mistake for us to
leave the campground without
walkie-talkies, especially at this
late hour. Yes thereís still
daylight, but in about two hours
there wonít be enough for us to
see in the woods. If Cal makes it
back to camp we should be here
waiting for him.
Bill wipes his forehead with a handkerchief.

Brad turns the fish over, on the grille.
I imagine Cal will have one
beautiful story to tell when he
does get back here to the
If what I saw here, on Overlook,
while you guys were getting water
and wood, is any indication of
what Calís experiencing right now,
out there somewhere in the woods,
then what heíll tell us, weíll
find it all hard to believe.


When Cal awakens on Tuesday morning heís both hungry and
thirsty. As his eyes open he can see Bandit and Mrs. B.
laying on the grass to his left and the two young raccoons
are nestled against their motherís body.
Good morning, everyone! I hate to
say this, Bandit, but I need some
food and water inside me.
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Bandit's offspring turn to their mother to nurse for their
own nourishment.

Bandit moves around and in front of Cal and chatters some
more. He then turns away from him.

Cal picks up his fishing pole.
Iím right behind you, Bandit.
Both Bandit and Cal continues to head in an easterly
direction and away from the campground.
Bandit! My campground is not in
this direction, my friend. I may
not have your sense of direction,
but where in the world are you
taking me?
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Bandit takes off once again.
This is becoming a habit, you
Almost fifteen minutes pass and Bandit turns to his left and
uphill once again, with Cal right behind him. It takes a
few minutes, but both Bandit and Cal come onto a grassy
knoll with blueberry bushes that line the entire side.


When I see blueberries like this,
Bandit, I wish I could carry a
truckload of them home. My mom
makes the best blueberry pies in
the county.
Cal heads to the nearest bush and is quick to grab a
handful, but before he starts to eat he bows his head and
closes his eyes.
Dear Lord! With all that's been
going on in the last twenty-four
hours I've forgotten to thank you
for supplying me with well needed
nourishment. I'd also like to
thank you for this adventure in
love; a lesson I'll never forget.
Please direct my masked friend in
the direction of the campground. I
ask this in your Holy Name, Lord,
Cal sits on the soft ground in front of a fully loaded bush
and gets his fill of the ripened fruit. After he finishes
he lays back in the soft grass and goes to sleep once again.
When he wakes up, almost forty-five minutes later, he looks
around for his four-legged friend.
In a raised voice, Cal looks all around and calls out to his
masked friend.
Where are you, Bandit?
Bandit hops onto the knoll where Cal stands and waits for
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Okay friend, where are we off to
ChatterÖ chatter.
Bandit turns and heads back downhill once again.


This is not the direction Iíd
hoped weíd be going in Bandit, but
I guess I have no choice. Lead
on, little buddy.
Once again Cal finds himself at Bear Creek and watches as
Bandit turns to the left, in the opposite direction from the
campground. He continues to follow the creek towards
Cramerís Pond. Ten minutes later the raccoon turns right
and crosses Bear Creek by walking on a log that lies across
the water.
      (Raised Voice)
Where are we going now, Bandit?
Cal can see that the opposite side is a marshy area. He
steps on the tree with caution and crosses to the other
Brad takes a sip of his coffee.
What time did they say the ranger
would be up here?
Bill reaches for the coffee pot.
All they told us was that a ranger
would be up here on Tuesday
morning some time.
Greg takes a seat by the fire.
It sure doesnít look like Calís
going to get back here any time
It sure doesnít! Itís almost ten,
now, and I expect to see the
ranger here any minute.
Brad takes a seat beside Greg.


What do you think theyíll do?
Well they do have helicopters so
they may try to find him from the
air. If that doesnít work then
theyíll probably have to try and
retrace his steps. Iíve never had
to go through this so Iím not
Shouldnít someone stand by the
entrance to the campground and
wait for him?
You can, if youíd like to, Greg,
but heíll be on a mule so no
matter what, he can only get up
here so fast.
Standing quickly Mark looks towards the entrance.
You wonít have to, Greg. This
looks like him coming into the
campground now.
The other three stand as well and Bill goes over to the
Good morning, ranger!
Bill shakes his hand.

The ranger then steps off the mule.
Good morning, sir! Arenít there
five of you in this group?
There were five of us when we came
up here, sir. Yesterday morning
Cal Long was fishing the pool on
Bear Creek when it appears one or
more bears spooked him. There was
no blood so I believe he just
headed the other way, but he
hasnít returned to the campground.


My name is Ranger Barrows, sir,
and Iíll radio headquarters so
they can get a helicopter up here
and see if we can locate him for
you. How old is he?
Ranger Barrows jots down the information.
Heís seventeen!
What was he wearing, do you
To the best of my knowledge he had
on jeans. He got up before anyone
else in the camp did yesterday.
His name is Cal Long, sir?
Thatís right, sir!
Ranger Barrows reaches for his two-way radio. He keys the
Unit One to Central! Come in
please, over.
                       HQ (VO)
Go ahead Ranger Barrows. This is
Scott at Central, over!
Weíve got a missing seventeen year
old male, missing since yesterday
morning. Apparently the young man
was spooked by the presence of one
or more bears while he was fishing
at Bear Creek. He was last seen
wearing jeans. Over!
                       HQ (VO)
Copy that, Ernie. Weíll get
Chopper One airborne. Any idea
where to look? Over!


My best guess is along Bear Creek
east of Overlook. He most likely
headed east from there. It
doesnít appear the lad is harmed
in any way. Over!
                       HQ (VO)
Understood Unit One! Central
Unit One clear!
So what do we do now, Ranger
Barrows, sit and wait?
It appears youíve been waiting for
your young friend all night, sir,
so a little longer shouldnít do
any harm. Please sit down and try
to relax. Our helicopter will be
up here shortly.
After Cal crosses the log he follows bandit to the left. The
brush is thicker but thereís still a narrow path he can see
while he follows the wily raccoon. Bandit disappears into
the brush ahead of him and Cal follows, finally coming to a
clearing by the side of the pond. As he looks out into the
water he can see a cow moose not more than twenty-five feet
from shore with a young male calf by her side. The calf
turns and looks at Cal and the mother follows suit.
The calf heads in Cal's direction.
Hi there! I hope your momma donít
Cal pet's the heavy calf.
The calfís mother turns and comes over by Cal, who makes it
a point to show the approximately one-thousand pound animal
it means her child no harm. He shows the same love to the
mother that he showed her child. After a few minutes,


however, the mother turns and heads out into the pond with
her offspring right behind her.
Cal then looks around for Bandit.
Now whereíd ya go, little buddy?
Through the thick brush he can hear a familiar chatter and
heads back down through the narrow trail.
Iím coming, Bandit!
Cal gets close to the log that will get him across the creek
and he sees Bandit on the other side.
What are you doing over there, you
silly rascal?
Cal chuckles and crosses the log. Once on the other side,
he sits down on the end of the log and looks his friend in
the face.
In the last day and a half,
Bandit, Iíve hiked about four
miles back and forth, up and down
the side of the mountain. Iíve
seen bears, deer, raccoon,
mountain lion, and even moose. Is
there a reason that you canít
lead me back to camp?
Cal hears the whirring sounds of a helicopterís blades.
Theyíre looking for me, Bandit.
Calís hidden under the heavy foliage of the forest around
I need to get to where they can
see me.
Cal grabs his fishing pole.
Bandit lets out a series of chatters and turns to head back
up the side of Manhadden once again. As Cal stands to
follow his masked friend, he can both see and hear the


helicopter directly overhead as it flies towards the lookout
Ranger Lewis keys the mike aboard the helicopter.
Air One to Central, over!
                       TERRY (VO)
This is Central, Air One. Go
ahead. Over!
Weíve made a complete sweep from
almost a mile below the campground
to the tower and all around
Manhadden. Weíve seen no signs of
the missing young man. Over!
                       TERRY (VO)
Have the pilot make another pass,
Todd, and this time use the
external P.A. system. Tell the
young man to try and make it to
open ground if he can, so you can
see him. That kid has to be
hungry and thirsty about now.
Roger, Central! Air One clear.
Ranger Lewis flips the switch that turns on the external
speaker system.

The pilot lifts off from the tower landing pad.
Where do you want me to start?
We have no idea how far around
this mountain the young man made
it to so we should probably start
at the Cravitz Caves area and make
a complete sweep of the mountain.
If heís not hurt heís bound to
hear us, Jim.


The Cravitz Caves it is.
With a slight movement of the stick, Air One lowers down the
side of the mountain about sixty feet above the treetops
until the helicopter hovers just above the Cravitz Caves.
Cal Long! If you can hear me,
make it to a clearing where we can
see you. If youíre okay then give
us a thumbs up so we can let your
friends know.
Where should I head to next?
Head up to Cramer Pond Overlook.
Iíll repeat that message again
once we get there.
Once again Air One lifts up and heads uphill past Overlook
Campground and along Edenís Trail North. Once above
Cramerís Pond Overlook, Ranger Lewis repeats the message he
sent out moments earlier at the Cravitz Caves.
See, Bandit, I told you they were
looking for me.
Cal watches as the helicopter moves around the mountain and
away from them.
Are we anywhere near the
ChatterÖ chatterÖ chatter.
Bandit continues uphill.
Thank goodness. Lead on my


Bill hands the ranger a coffee.
Whereís the helicopter going now,
Ranger Barrows?
Right now theyíre on the backside
of the mountain. We donít have
any trails back there but itís
possible your missing friend is
nowhere near any of our trails.
Thanks for the coffee, sir.
Youíre welcome. What happens now
if the helicopter canít locate
Right now theyíre already
assembling search teams at the
ranger outpost on Loomis Lake, in
the event theyíre needed. Each
ranger, both man and woman knows
Manhadden well and is experienced
in search procedures. We hope
that wonít be necessary.
I agree. Thank you!
They all hear the whirring sounds of the blades.
Air One is on its return run.
Air One to all units. A young man
is spotted on a small plateau an
eighth of a mile below Cramer Pond
Overlook. Heís there with a
raccoon and heís given me the


                       TODD (cont'd)
thumbs up sign.
Ranger Barrows reaches for his radio and keys the mike.
Ground Unit One to Air One. Weíre
about a half-hour from his
location. Let him know weíre on
our way. Over!
                       TODD (VO)
Ten-four Unit One. Are you going
alone? Over!
Negative! His friends will
accompany me. Unit One clear!
Roger! Air One clear!
Ranger Lewis flips the switch once again for the external
speaker and keys the mike once again.
Cal! A Ranger Barrows will meet
you shortly with your friends from
the campground. Thereís a path to
your left. Take that path uphill
and youíll be at Cramerís Pond
Overlook. Do you understand?
Ranger Lewis watches as Cal gives him the thumbs up and
starts up the path the ranger told him about. He switches
back to the radio frequency.
Air One to Unit One. Come in,


                       ERNIE (VO)
Go ahead, Air One! Barrows here,
If he stays on the path I told him
to, he should meet you at Cramerís
Pond Overlook and should be there
before you get there.
Copy that, Air One. Thanks for
the assist. Nice job! Unit One
Ranger Barrows turns to Bill.
I know I heard Ranger Lewis
correctly, sir, but what in the
worldís your young man doing
out there in the woods with a
raccoon? Theyíre not people
friendly, at least not out here in
the woods, unless you have food in
your hands, and even thatís a rare
The three young men put out the campfire.
When we came up here on Saturday,
this raccoon strolled into the
campground as we finished our
meal. We had some leftover fish
and Cal fed the creature some.
They became quick friends.
Weíre ready to go when you are,
Ranger Barrows.
Did you bring any food and water
with you?


Yes, sir. We brought some
leftover fish and a canteen of
Then letís go!
Cal wastes no time in making it to Edenís Trail North. When
he gets there he can see Cramer's Pond Overlook to his
Come on, Bandit. Iíll wait for
the guys over there.
Cal starts to head to the outer railing to his right. When
he reaches the Overlook he turns to check on his cohort and
friend but the sometimes-shy raccoon is nowhere to be seen.
Where are you, Bandit?
Cal sits down on a large rock by the outer rail.
Okay, Lord, what else is there for
me to see?
Cal looks towards the clear blue sky.

As he sits there, Cal hears noise coming from the direction
of the campground. Thinking it is his friends, he stands to
get a better look.

For a brief second Calís heart once again beats fast. In
front of him he sees both the bear cubs that started his
adventure the previous morning and behind both of them is
their mother.

Cal doesnít have the strength to run so he sits back down on
the rock, and starts to pray.
I hope you sent these bears to me,
Lord, and at this close range
theyíd better be. Protect me, I
pray Lord, amen.


Both cubs reach the rock where Cal sits before their mother.
Cal can see theyíre friendly and he kneels down to pet
them, but he keeps a close eye on their mother who appears
to weigh in the neighborhood of nine hundred pounds.
So you came back to greet me
again, huh?
Cal looks at the two young cubs by his feet, then at the
I wonder! Were the three of you
trying to welcome me to this
mountain yesterday morning?
The mother approaches Cal with her head down towards her

As the mother plops her heavy body onto the ground beside
Cal, he no longer fears her as a threat. The cubs get
playful with Cal and he plays with them like theyíre house
pets. Even though theyíre young, Cal figures them to weigh
in the area of eighty pounds each.

Almost ten minutes later the mother senses the approach of
the group from the campground and lets out a muffled growl
to her cubs. Cal pets the cubs one more time then pets the
mother and in a mater of seconds the three of them scamper
off into the woods near the Tower Trail.
Ranger Barrows is the first one to see the young man.
Cal! Cal Long is that you?
Cal turns around.
Yes, sir, itís me!
Are you okay, young man?
Iím fine, ranger, but even better
now that I see my friends behind


You do know that your friends have
been very worried about you, donít
you son?
Iíd be more surprised if they
The rest of Calís friends pull in behind and beside Ranger
What happened at the pool
yesterday morning when you were
Until five minutes ago I thought
the three bears I came across at
the pool wanted me for their
breakfast. I high-tailed it out
of there and headed east. My
adventure on Manhadden began
Ranger Barrows scratches his head.
Itís a long story, ranger. Right
now Iím hungry and thirsty, and
then Iíd like to be able to catch
some sleep in my tent.
We brought you some fish and
coffee, Cal, if youíd like some
Greg hands Cal a paper plate with a cooked trout on it.
Cal takes the plate.
That does sound good. Iíve been
living off berries and water for
the past day and a half.
Bill hands him a canteen.


Hereís some coffee, Cal.
Cal takes the canteen.
I knew you guys were praying for
me, Bill, but it seems God had
something He wanted me
to see.
Do you want to elaborate?
I will, tonight, during our
devotions, because this adventure
is not over with yet.
How do you mean?
Cal takes a bite of the fish.
What I experienced, over the past
thirty hours or so, God wants us
all to see.
Ranger Barrows pulls out his radio and keys the mike.
Unit One to Central, Over!
                       TERRY (VO)
Go ahead Unit One. This is
Central, Over.
Our missing teen is safe and has
no injuries. Heís been reunited
with his friends. Iím going to
head back to Overlook and grab
Delores, and then we will head
back to the office. Over!
                       TERRY (VO)
Roger, Unit One! Central, clear!
Unit One clear!


Ranger Barrows turns to face Bill.
Well, folks Iíll be heading back
to base camp at Loomis Lake. From
now on donít go into these woods
alone. Take care.
Ranger Barrows turns to head back to Overlook Campground.
Bye, and thanks.
Cal sits back against the rock.
Thanks for the food and drink,
Where on earth have you been for
the past day and a half, Cal?
My legs feel like theyíve hiked
around this entire mountain twice.
My friend Bandit brought me
everywhere he could think of and
For what reason?
My guess is that God was guiding
him in some way. Now I can
honestly say I know why this
mountain is called the Mountain of
Love. If you guys will just wait
until tonight, Iím sure your
questions will be answered.
Bill sits on a rock beside Cal.
Letís give Cal a break, guys. When
we get back to camp, let him go to
his tent and get some sleep. We
can gather some wood for the
campfire and relax today.


Iíll be ready to go in a few
minutes. Let me finish the fish
and coffee.
Cal bites into the last piece of cold trout.
Sometime today, guys, load up on
some of the wild berries.
What kind of berries do you want
Whatever you can find.
Blueberries, blackberries, or
raspberries, it makes no
Whatís the significance of the
berries, Cal?
Cal looks up at Bill.
Letís just say I donít think weíll
be alone by the end of our
devotions tonight, Bill.
Okay, then, I wonít ask.
Cal stands and grabs his fishing pole.
Iím ready to head back to camp
Itís two-fifteen when the five men return to Overlook
Campground and Cal wastes no time in heading to his tent for
some well needed sleep.
Cal starts to enter his tent.


What time do you want to get up,
Cal looks at Bill.
If Iím not up by dinner then have
someone wake me up then. Thanks,
Bill, and thanks for your prayers.
Cal zips his tent cover closed.

Cal lays down and pulls out his Bible. The passage of
scripture he looks for, he wants for tonightís devotions.
When he locates it he marks the page and closes his eyes.
Moments later heís fast asleep.
Bill stands outside Calís tent.
Cal! Cal, itís time to eat.
Iíll be right there.
Cal sits up inside the one-man tent. He stretches and
closes his Bible, and then exits the tent.
Did you manage to get some sleep?
I guess so. It feels like Iíve
had about three hours sleep. What
time is it?
About five-thirty! The guys just
put some trout on the grille, so
our dinner wonít be long now.
By seven oíclock the trout is pretty much devoured by the
five men and Cal makes no effort to remove the extra pieces
that remain on the metal grille. With the sun starting to
creep down behind the trees to the west Greg and Brad put
some more wood onto the fire.


Cal gets out his Bible and grabs a seat on the inward side
of the fire with the mountain behind his back. Bill and the
others sit opposite Cal with their back to the outer rail
and Edenís trail. Cal bows his head for a moment before he

He opens his eyes.
When we left Lookout Tower, on
Saturday afternoon, God gave me a
passage of scripture that stayed
with me all weekend and into my
little adventure into Heaven on
Earth. The scripture comes from
the book of Isaiah, the
eleventh chapter and verse six. In
this scripture it says that the
wolf will dwell with the lamb and
that the leopard shall lie down
with the kid.
But Cal! There are no wolves up
here on Manhadden. In fact there
are no lambs, leopards, or even
baby goats either.
Youíre right, Brad, there arenít.
Iíll try to explain more about
this scripture later. You all
want to know where I went and why,
so Iíll try to make the story
short. I was fishing at my
favorite spot and up to my knees
in cold water yesterday morning.
At that point I already caught two
really nice trout and they were
tied to my stringer on the tree by
the waterís edge. I heard a
commotion behind me and thought my
fish were trying to get away, but
when I turned around this huge
bear was by the edge of the water
while her two young cubs feasted
on our breakfast. When I tried to
shoo them off I thought I really
angered the mother bear. She stood
on her back two feet and let out a
growl out of her that scared me;
so much so that I ran to the rock
wall by the falls and climbed up
above the pool as fast as I could.


                       CAL (cont'd)
When I got there I watched the
cubs devour what was left of my
fish. Needless to say I went the
other direction. I ended up
catching another trout but it was
nowhere near as big as the other
two I caught at the pool. I
dragged that fish around with me
for a while.
Did the bears follow you?
No! They seemed content to stay
by the pool. Anyway I got tired
and found a grassy spot to lay
down and fall asleep. How long I
was out I donít know but I awoke
to splinter licking my face. A
few minutes later Brownie shows
up and they both took off.
What did you do next?
Bandit shows up on the scene and
in his own way he let me know I
should follow him. He showed me
where to get some berries to eat
and where to go to get some fresh
water to drink and it seemed as
though he had to drag me all over
the mountain to accomplish that
task. Along the path Bandit took
me on, I met up with a mountain
lion and her two young cubs. I
got to play with them and hold
them like they were family, while
momma fell asleep not more than
twenty feet from me. I also got
to meet a mother and a calf moose
by Cramer's Pond, and yes I got to
pet them both. Once the
helicopter located me, I ran into
my friends who started this whole
adventure of love.
You got to see the bears again?


They met me just after I got to
Cramer's Pond Overlook, maybe
fifteen minutes before you guys
got there. It wasn't until then
that I realized the significance
of yesterday morning. The mother
bear wasn't trying to scare me
away from them, but rather she was
trying to introduce herself and
her family to me.
What does this all have to do with
the scripture, Cal?
As was said earlier, Brad, on
Mount Manhadden there are no
goats, sheep, or wolves, and the
closest thing to a leopard is a
mountain lion. To the same token
the closest thing to a goat is a
deer. In the woods, or the forest
as its called by rangers, a young
fawn would make a tasty meal for a
mountain lion, but here, on Godís
Mountain of Love, those facts
donít hold any weight.
How do you mean?
While Cal speaks to his friends he can see his friends from
the forest coming onto the campground from Edenís trail.
If youíll take a moment and look
behind you, youíll see splinter
and Brownie. Theyíre both being
accompanied to our campfire by a
mountain lion and her two young
Cal stands to greet his friends.
This mountain lion is very safe to
pet, gang, and you already know
Splinter and Brownie.
Mark, Brad, Greg, and Bill cautiously move towards the
mountain lion and her two cubs, but once they get close


enough the young cubs make friends quickly.

Momentís later Cal looks towards Edenís Trail and can see
the mother moose and her calf as they arrive at the
campground. When Cal turns his head to the left, towards
Edenís Trail North, he can see the bear and her two cubs
coming down the trail towards the campground.
If youíll look up, now, youíll see
a few more of my friends from my
trip to this mountain of love.
Greg looks at all the animals.
I donít believe this. There are
moose, bear, deer, and mountain
lions all in one spot and not one
bit of trouble from any of them.
Bill kneels down to pet one of the bear cubs.
The only one missing now is
Have no fear, Bill. I didnít save
some of that fish for just
anything. Bandit has an uncanny
nose for that sort of meal.
No sooner Cal said that than Bandit approaches Overlook from
Edenís Trail with his family by his side.

Brad picks up the two young raccoons while Greg and Mark pet
bandit and Mrs. B.

By now the adult bear, Brownie, and the female adult moose
have made themselves comfortable on the ground. Bandit goes
over to the grille where two fish lay waiting for him. He
takes one of the fish in his mouth and starts to drag the
Whereís Bandit going with the
fish, Cal?
I donít know, Mark, but let him do
his thing.


All eyes focus on the four-legged masked raccoon.

It takes a minute or so but Bandit carries the fish over to
the mother bear, and her two cubs join her in the cooked
Now Iíve seen just about
Bill scratches his head while he continues to watch Bandit
as he returns to the grille with his mate.
This is the kind of love weíll see
when we get into Heaven, Bill.
What Bandit did, he did it
unselfishly. I think God wanted
us all to experience this sight
first hand. What we just
witnessed, on this mountain,
cannot be explained outside of
BJ and MR. Owl land on the outer rail.
This is indeed God's Mountain of
                                         FADE OUT


Back to Top of Page
Leave Feedback
There is currently no feedback for this screenplay.

Back to Top of Page
Leave Feedback
You must be logged in to leave feedback.
Home    My Account    Products    Screenwriter Community    Screenwriter's Corner    Help
Forgot Your Password?    Privacy Policy    Copyright 2019, ScriptBuddy LLC.    Email help@scriptbuddy.com